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wrapped
26–09–21
I wasn’t expecting to cry.

I laid a stake in theses cobbled streets the way an astronaut plants a flag on the moon.

Look at you Sarah, look at how you’ve grown: thick-skinned, silver tinsel in your hair, money just numbers floating in the air. 

A temporary installation.
A temporary summer.
A temporary life. 
Filed under:
poetry, paris, portraits

foiled first encounters
08-07-21
“Then why do you write?”

I write because I am very clumsy when I speak... as these encounters increasingly reveal.

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Filed under:
paris, portraits

ectoplasme
28-01-21
The way you wrapped a tea bag around the handle of a coffee mug.
The way you’d crush the bottle before throwing it in the bin.
The way you added a little water to the pot before heating the leftovers.

These are the things that I’ll keep with me forever.
Filed under:
poetry, portraits, love

milan
10-04-19
Filed under:
milan, portraits, flowers

san francisco
09-17





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